(Our friend "controversy" has just notified me of his decision to leave the blog. Apparently, there has been pressure from family and friends. He has been ordered to cease "posting/writing" so he shall be leaving the blog. He is not able to write a farewell post as any more posts might put him into deeper wahala. Furthermore, I and the other blog authors have decided to move the blog to a new URL. *truth-don-die.blogspot.com*. We will move to this URL come tuesday of next week) *Blasphemy*
(Now back to Enoch's post)
Let us use this opportunity to first thank God for its mercies.
While pondering why I had no ideas for today's post, I remembered Cornelius. My very first puppy as a kid. You see, I was such an evil little brat. At one point I even made an attempt to cook Cornelius alive in a makeshift pot! Well, that was a one time wicked act, but what I did pretty often involved getting the marble hallway wet with soapy water and then placing a bowl of food on the opposite end from Cornelius. I used to get a kick out of watching him knock his head around as he stumbles while running to the bowl. And when he got to it, I'll take the bowl to the other end. I wanted to feed a cruel psychological need just because I could.
I can see why as a kid It will be easy to miss the irony of my sadistic ways. I knew and thought little about the nature of our existence but now I can clearly see the correlation between my evil and God's sadism. Its almost like I can hear her snickering to herself in a Dr. evil kind of pose. "I'll create man and give him a full spectrum of consuming urges and I'll punish him for submitting to them."
Haven't got too many questions today. I'll just like the prayer warriors amongst us to say a thing or two about why; "God" gives us a brain and punishes for not having faith? Gives us a sexual drive and punishes for premarital sex? Gives us a lustful heart and yet condemns lust. The list of carnal longings is a long one.
In a way it is worse than Cornelius and I. It is more akin to my creating the dog and giving him a compelling longing for food solely for the purpose of entertaining myself with his soapy stumbles. Religious books might make it seem like God is trying to get us to some higher level of restraint abi spiritual maturity out of her love for us but I bet Cornelius felt the same too. No one knows if she is just ROTFLHFAO watching us struggle. Feeding a cruel psychological need just because she can. I say that's artfully sadistic.
